Little Things (feat. The Parsons)

It's a fresh pair of cotton socks

It's the sweet sound of skipping rocks

It's late nights and long talks around the ol campfire

It's barbequing smokies

Smoking 50 dollar stogies

It's a feeling when you hold me like you never want to let me go

It's when you see an old friend

Who's home for the weekend

And when you're with them

The skies don't look so grey

And in the morning when the bird sings

In the evening when the guitars ring

I think of all the little things that help me through the days

Like hot coffee in my favorite cup

The smell of bacon while I'm waking up

And sunsets that make you stop

Are what I love the most

And bird hunting down by a slough

With my old man and the sister too

My dog Spud will bring em back to you, dead as a post

It's when you see an old friend

Who's home for the weekend

And when you're with them

The skies don't look so grey

And in the morning when the bird sings

In the evening when the guitars ring

I think of all the little things that help me through the days

It's fly fishing in my favorite stream

It's your best fitting pair of jeans

And the smell of an ocean breeze In the afternoon

It's mama's cooking on Christmas day

Flowers blooming in the month of May

It's the way that you look at me with your eyes so blue

It's when you see an old friend

Who's home for the weekend

And when you're with them

The skies don't look so grey

And in the morning when the bird sings

In the evening when the guitars ring

I think of all the little things that help me through the days

Oh, it's always the little things That help me through the days